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"Of course, my lord, we sincerely surrender." Ge Wuka immediately shouted, if he hesitated at this moment, it would be a disaster.

Zhang Banxian frowned, then said slowly: "According to the big man's orders, we have already sent several hundred thousand people to the grasslands to sweep through Urushion, fresh inferior, and I'm afraid your people are currently under attack. If you truly want to surrender, then order all of the Wuhuan Tribe to surrender immediately and help the big sized man to attack fresh inferior. Can you do it? "

"I am willing to listen to the lord's orders!" Ge Wuka was slightly stunned, then immediately replied. At this point, he would agree to anything. Especially since he could still attack the fresh inferior, that was what he wanted to do.

"Very good!" Zhang Banxian waved her hand and revealed a strange smile, "Immediately send people to inform the tribes and surrender to the nearest city. "Also, take your tribe and follow us to the Upper Valley City."

Zhang Fei led his over six thousand cavalrymen in walking across the snow for two days, but they were not even able to find Wu Huan Mao. All of the rations and grasses he had brought were almost used up, causing Zhang Fei to burn with anger.

Originally, as long as he went to the nearest county, he would be able to obtain dry rations and fodder. But he didn't even think about it, he couldn't lose face in front of the Zhang Banxian. As a result, he kept moving westward until he reached the Great Wall. If it weren't for the order from the Lord General, he really would have crossed the Great Wall and entered the desert.

"Reporting..." Master Sima, we found a fresh and low tribe in front, about one ten thousand people. " Just as Zhang Fei was walking back in disappointment, the scout suddenly ran over to report.

"A ten thousand people?" Zhang Fei could not help but laugh as he raised the spear in his hand high up in the air. If it was a tribe with only a ten thousand people, then there would be around three thousand riders who could ride on their horses. Brothers, it's time to get rich, let's go! "

The two cavalrymen that Zhang Fei brought along were the elites selected from the Qingzhou Yellow Scarf's army. The generals leading the troops were Sun Guan, Wu Dun, Yin Li and Song Xiang. As soon as they heard it was time to be rich, their faces broke into smiles, and their eyes began to glow green.

"Ming …"

Just as Zhang Fei and the others were excitedly running forward, they suddenly heard a low and deep voice of a Bullhorn. It was obvious that the fresh inferior had discovered Zhang Fei's cavalry and were gathering their troops. Zhang Fei didn't have time to think, he pointed the spear at the sky and shouted.

"Brothers, we are the undefeated burly officer! This big man is powerful! "

"The big man is powerful!"

"The big man is powerful!"

"The big man is powerful!"

Blood boiled amidst the shouts, and the soldiers' bodies trembled slightly. The vast grassland created such an impassioned life, causing the eyes of all the soldiers of cavalry of Youzhou to be filled with blood veins. This was a thirst for battle. Having been bathed in blood from countless battles, they had an extremely thirst for battle. Zhang Fei smiled, only this kind of team could sweep across the grassland.

Amidst the continuous ear-splitting sounds of the war horses, the six thousand over Steel Cavalry slowly opened up behind Zhang Fei, releasing a chilling aura that spread across the vast snow plains. The sharp long knife s reflected the cold and gloomy sky, dazzling cold glare s that clouded the azure blue sky.

Right in front of them, a squadron of over three thousand Steel Cavalry rapidly advanced. Under the dark sky, those fresh horse were like ghosts from hell, welcoming Zhang Fei's cavalry.

Zhang Fei's horse shook its elegant mane, raised its head and roared, then shook its head towards fresh inferior. Zhang Fei swept his sharp gaze across the six thousand over warriors with ice-cold eyes. The eyes of the six thousand cavalry of Youzhou warriors immediately became burning hot.

"Rumble …"

"Da Da Da …"

The fresh inferior's three thousand riders dashed through the snow, their curved sabers shooting out countless cold glare s. Their wolf-like howls drifted in the cold wind, and the roar of the earth resounded through the vast snowy plains …

"Kill …"

The long knife s and scimitar raised their heads to the sky as thousands of Knights rushed out crazily. The two iron rivers started to run at full speed. Tens of thousands of iron hooves trampled on the snow, raising the pure white snow high up in the air, instantly forming a thick snow fog.

"Boom …"

"Clang …"

"Aooo …"

"Ah …"

The two flows of iron instantly reached the peak of their speed before fiercely colliding into each other, like two giant waves crashing into each other in the air. Weapons, blood, and countless debris flew in the air. The sounds of crashes and screams mixed together, resounding through the entire prairie.

Zhang Fei's eight feet long snake spear swept across the sky, and the rapidly approaching fresh horse simply did not have time to react before being smashed to the ground in an instant. Just at the moment when Zhang Fei was striking back at him, a fresh horse thought that he could take advantage of this opportunity. However, with a swing of his spear, Zhang Fei sent the fresh horse flying into the sky.

"Kill!"

Sun Guan bellowed, the heavy sword cut through the air like a tornado, the sharp blade cut through the air, releasing an ear-piercing whistle, the short soldier widened his eyes and stared straight at the incoming blade, wanting to dodge but sad to find out, that the blade's speed had surpassed the speed of a horse, although his body had followed the horse, but his head was left in the air.

"Die!"

Yin Li's eyes revealed a cold killing intent, the big blade shot out like lightning, a fresh horse's scimitar just appeared, but it was immediately struck by Yin Li's big blade and disappeared without a trace. Yin Li took the chance and moved his hand, the blade pierced through the fresh horse's neck, blood spurting out.

The two horsemen charged forward, each running a few hundred paces, and the two horsemen reined in their horses to look back at the battle. Corpses were strewn all over the place. Zhang Fei could not help but gasp. fresh inferior suffered heavy casualties, there were less than a thousand of them left, but he had the advantage in numbers and equipment, he still lost more than 500 people.

"Kill all these low and fresh bastards!"

Zhang Fei roared in anger, the killing intent in his eyes soaring to the sky. He would rather not the Zhang Banxian's rewards and money, than to slaughter all of these damned fresh inferior. "He pointed his spear forward, directing the army towards them." "Bang …"

Liu Can threw the cup in his hands fiercely to the ground, and suddenly let out a loud sound, scaring the maidservants outside the door and their bodies to the point that they were trembling. The two servant girls who were serving at a close distance bravely pushed open the door, causing Liu Can to stand there with an ashen face as he shouted at the two servant girls.

"Quickly find Mr. Xiao Yue and have him come to see me right away."

The two girls didn't even dare to breathe loudly. They hurriedly bowed their heads and left the room. They knew the temperament of the old master very well. Even if he were to beat them to death in his rage, it was also possible.

Not long later, a thin and weak young scribe walked in with a servant girl and bowed to Liu Can deeply: "Xiao Yue greets old master."

"Take a look, Guangyang County Palace just sent someone to deliver it." Liu Can pointed to the two spongy silk s on the table and said unhappily.

Xiao Yue picked up the spongy silk on the table and swept it with his hand. He opened his mouth in shock and only after a long while did he seem to regain his senses, "Master, this Lord Thorn is indeed not ordinary. I really don't know how he came up with these ideas. "

"Don't praise him here, tell us what we should do." Liu Can waved his hands impatiently, interrupting Xiao Yue's words. Right now, he was very agitated in his heart, and the person he hated the most was that Lord Thorn. Hearing Xiao Yue praising him, he became even more furious.

Of course, Xiao Yue knew why the Master was angry. He organized his thoughts and said slowly, "Master, you don't have to worry. Even though you have 130,000 mu of land, but you have exactly thirteen sons, why don't you give them the land right away? This way, you only need to pay twenty percent of the tax, and your family will have thirteen County Magistrate's History s, and thirteen votes. "

Who cares about that County Magistrate's History? I haven't paid the 20% land tax yet, so wouldn't I have the same privilege? Why do we have to pay 10% more tax the moment Lord Thorn comes? " Liu Can glared at Xiao Yue angrily, as if Xiao Yue made him pay an extra tax.

Xiao Yue was clear in his heart that in these past few years, Liu Can had not even paid ten percent of his taxes. No matter which Lord Taishang came to Guangyang, they would always fight passionately with him.

"Master, the tax on land collected by the Lord Thorn is a proper title. Moreover, as a rider general, he was leading troops to pacify the Wuhuan rebellion. Let alone 20% land tax, he even dared to take 40% or 80%. After all, settling the rebellion for the imperial government is the most important thing. "

In a war, let alone collecting taxes, even if he stole all your home, no one would avenge you. Even if you are a Scholars, he would still not show you any mercy. If you meet those army commanders who view the Scholars with enmity, he would even find a reason to annihilate your entire family.

"If he does this, if I give the land to thirteen sons, and they give the land to their sons in the future, in the hands of a great-grandson, the family might not even have a thousand acres of land. Furthermore, those small landlords who only have a few thousand acres of land in their homes have become County Magistrate's History s. They are on equal footing with us.

The more Liu Can thought about it, the angrier he got, and he could not help but say this out loud. A powerful landowner like him normally did not put ordinary middle or small landlords in his eyes. He even thought that it was shameful for him to eat at the same table as them, but now, he wanted to become some County Magistrate's History with them. Just thinking about it made him angry.

"Master, this is probably what the Lord Thorn meant. Now that the Scholars is powerful, the majority of the Minister of the Court and local officials are disciples of the Scholars, even the Emperor is very wary of them. If the Lord Thorn used this method, it wouldn't be long before the existing Scholars crumbled and a new batch of Scholars would be nurtured. A normal person could become a Scholars through hard work, but a Scholars would become a normal person if they didn't try hard enough. I even wondered, could this be an order from the Emperor? "

After Xiao Yue finished speaking in a single breath, a trace of bitterness rose in his heart for no reason. He was originally a scholar from a poor family and had no way to become an official. He had no choice but to be a hanger-on for the rich. If the Lord Thorn's method were to be implemented, he would not be able to enter the ranks of the Scholars s even if he did not have a thousand mu of land.

Only now did he realize that, regardless of whether it was the Emperor or not, this Lord Thorn was not someone to be trifled with. However, he was not someone to be trifled with, as these Scholars and Wealthy Classes were all extremely arrogant and tyrannical. If Yang Lin stirred their interests here, they would not let this matter rest. No, this Youzhou is our territory, we cannot let them mess around here. "